Today’s guest picture was taken by my older son with his phone in a rainstorm in Edinburgh today while walking his dogs. I don’t know where he got the idea for this picture from.
This morning was well up there in the all time list of mornings with really horrible weather as it was blowing a stiff breeze and chucking it down at the same time. Even the birds had stayed at home…
…and who could blame them?
They must do a little cost benefit analysis though because as the rain eased a bit and the wind dropped off, they arrived back in the early afternoon.
A brambling came and sat in the plum tree looking as though butter wouldn’t melt in its mouth….
…but it had no scruples when it came to try to kick another bird off the feeder.
It must have been a bit underweight though as the chaffinch continued feeding unperturbed and the brambling flew off after standing there for a few seconds, looking a bit foolish.
I was pleased to see quite a group of greenfinches back.
The rain did stop for a moment every now and again and the light was nearly good enough to catch a flying bird.
It soon started again though and Mrs Tootlepedal and I abandoned any thought of an outing and settled for lounging around instead.
On looking out of the window at four o’clock, I noticed a patch of blue sky so popped out for a very short walk round the town just to stretch the legs. There wasn’t much daylight left by this time but the low sun made a valiant effort to make up for the rest of the day so far.
There are a great many rooks roosting near the edge of the town this winter and often the sky is full of them. Some came to rest on the top of the tree on the right in the picture above.
I took a quick walk round part of the New Town while the going was good and saw that this lichen was thriving in the wet weather.
I just got home before it started to rain again.
Sandy came down for a cup of tea and a biscuit or two and we went through a rough plan of a talk we are going to give on photography next month to a local WI group. We should have enough material to talk for a couple of hours so the difficulty will be in cutting it all down to a reasonable length.
One bright spot on an otherwise dullish day was that we got phone calls from all three of our children. It is always a pleasure to chat to them.
The evening was whiled away by watching two episodes of my favourite TV drama, The Bridge. It is in Danish and Swedish with subtitles and someone suggested that subtitles might be a great help in making you absolutely concentrate on the action to make sure that you knew what was happening. I think this might be true and I certainly find it very absorbing.
In the rain I found two flying birds for the price of one.